#watchkept

❛  You  know,  people  might  wanna  hang  around  you  more  if  you  took  the  rusty  pipe  out  of  your  ass.  ❜  Ellie  spoke,  shoulders  lifting  up  in  a  shrug  as  she  balanced  on  the  brick  wall.  ❛  Just  a  little  bit  of  advice.  Might  help  you  not  be  so  fucking  grumpy  too.  ❜  She  was  a  hundred  percent  sure  that  the  frown  on  @watchkept​’s  face  was  permanent.  Sure,  he’d  been  through  a  lot,  they  all  had  but  the  guy  could  at  least  smile  once  in  a  while.

               ❝   another   day   of   HONEST   WORK   behind   us.   ❞      it’s   sarcasm,   OF   COURSE.      what   they   do   around   here   was   far   from   honest.      the   duo   break   several   laws   A   DAY   in   order   to   survive.      but   hey,   they   got   their   ration   cards.      they   were   GOOD   for   a   few   weeks   now.      wouldn’t   stop   tess   from   finding   more   work   though.      what   the   hell   else   was   there   to   do   in   this   SHIT   HOLE   of   a   zone?      ❝   people   are   starting   to   get   DESPERATE   out   there,   joel.      you   know   we   could   USE   THAT   to   our   advantage.      a   person   would   rat   out   their   MOTHER   if   it   meant   more   cards   for   them.   ❞

     tess   doesn’t   LOSE   fights.      that’s   why   this   incident   IMMEDIATELY   has   her   in   a   sour   mood   when   she   becomes   conscious   again.      there’s   a   pounding   at   the   back   of   her   head,   where   bottle   had   been   smashed   against   her.      she   was   lucky   she   had   joel   with   her,   to   take   care   of   the   culprit   who   somehow   GOT   BY.      mad   at   herself   for   letting   her   guard   down,   and   even   more   pissed   that   she   sustained   such   an   injury   on   the   job.      she’s   used   to   punches,   the   occasional   graze   of   a   bullet.      but   FUCK   if   glass   didn’t   hurt   like   a   bitch.      hand   reaches   back   to   feel   at   her   head,   sure   enough   she   can   feel   some   stitches.      ❝   fuck,   glass   really   went   that   deep?   ❞

          Hands crawl and mindlessly tighten their hold around the back of the wooden chair before she pulls back crossing her arms around her chest     ❛    she fears for your well being, Joel     ❜    Dina admits shrugging ever so slightly hoping she hadn’t crossed any .. boundaries here ... she was just ... worried. 

"....There's about twenty of them and two of us."  He tries again.  "We don't even know if there’s skin jobs mixed in with the roamers; I don't know about you, but I just really don't want to be in the middle of them again seeing how great last time went for me.  We’re better off turning around and going home. “ 

raiders -- fuckin’ raiders. everything outside tommy’s wall was fair game, and it took a lot of convincing to even let her beyond the gates since she stepped foot in them. especially since joel came back - go fuckin’ figure. she rolls against the gravel, palms flat against the highway that was now splattered with small tints of scarlet. she can taste the iron between her lips ; but instead of groaning sarah  L A U G H S. the man standing above her cocks a brow, pulling her up by the collar of her shirt. what’s so fucking funny? he tries to seem venomous, but she can help but grin even more as she sucks in a breath of response.  ❝ well -- yer' 'bout to get fucked up. ❞

Her hand recoils at the sound of Joel's voice, fingers folding into her palm she took a step back and dropped her arm. ❝ What? ❞ She tipped her head, looking over at him, ❝ You don't think it sounds nice? ❞

There was a considerable number of infected in here, but surely they will manage to take them out. ❝ You can take the lead then. ❞